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[Zanzetkuken The Great]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

[Corai]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

[Mrhappyface]

I would love to see how the mugs fit in to this grand scheme.

[Corai]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

-Corai will probably side with Phyrexia in this war, if it comes around here. Because he hates your guts.-

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

-Corai will probably side with Phyrexia in this war, if it comes around here. Because he hates your guts.-

For probably about one second because if they were around there, they would try to kill you.

I would love to see how the mugs fit in to this grand scheme.

PM'd you.

[WillowLuman]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

Just remember, a war takes a while. It will probably take a few narrative fast-forwards before this one is over. In the mean time, though, keep writing the outcomes of the battles.

The room was almost pitch black, making it's size impossible to tell, save for the wall of glowing screens that showed the presence of a figure by his silhouette. He rested a chin on his hand thoughtfully as he looked at the central screen. This was perfect. The meddlers would be kept occupied for some time with their war. Eventually, he would have been able to manipulate them if they spent to much time in his domain, but this would serve just as well. His plans with the forumites would proceed for now. A pity that the one had not snapped yet as he had hoped, though. He would just have to come up with something more interesting to torment them with, and he supposed that as long as those forumites lived he would continue to be amused. The longer they danced, and suffered, the sweeter it would be when they died.

[Corai]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

Just remember, a war takes a while. It will probably take a few narrative fast-forwards before this one is over. In the mean time, though, keep writing the outcomes of the battles.

The room was almost pitch black, making it's size impossible to tell, save for the wall of glowing screens that showed the presence of a figure by his silhouette. He rested a chin on his hand thoughtfully as he looked at the central screen. This was perfect. The meddlers would be kept occupied for some time with their war. Eventually, he would have been able to manipulate them if they spent to much time in his domain, but this would serve just as well. His plans with the forumites would proceed for now. A pity that the one had not snapped yet as he had hoped, though. He would just have to come up with something more interesting to torment them with, and he supposed that as long as those forumites lived he would continue to be amused. The longer they danced, and suffered, the sweeter it would be when they died.

-Thats you playing Dwarf Fortress, isnt it?-

[WillowLuman]

This is bad.  Very bad.  If only you knew Happyface, if only you knew.  Something to do with the final battle makes that even worse than what you think.

-Whatever you have in plan, I want to ruin it.


For your character, I mean.-

Can't get much worse than what I have planned...Anything you do will only make things better...so you want things to go bad for my character, just sit back, and do nothing...

Just remember, a war takes a while. It will probably take a few narrative fast-forwards before this one is over. In the mean time, though, keep writing the outcomes of the battles.

The room was almost pitch black, making it's size impossible to tell, save for the wall of glowing screens that showed the presence of a figure by his silhouette. He rested a chin on his hand thoughtfully as he looked at the central screen. This was perfect. The meddlers would be kept occupied for some time with their war. Eventually, he would have been able to manipulate them if they spent to much time in his domain, but this would serve just as well. His plans with the forumites would proceed for now. A pity that the one had not snapped yet as he had hoped, though. He would just have to come up with something more interesting to torment them with, and he supposed that as long as those forumites lived he would continue to be amused. The longer they danced, and suffered, the sweeter it would be when they died.

-Thats you playing Dwarf Fortress, isnt it?-

I don't have a wall of screens. Nor is my room pitch black. We'll find out who it is, though, eventually. Not any time soon though.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

I have to go offline, see you post at noon.  No one do anything to affect the war, it supposed to go in a VERY SPECIFIC way, and I DON'T want it messed up!

[WillowLuman]

Roead sputtered. Those miners had seemed bloody incompetent, you tell them to unearth an ancient ruin and they go unearth the wrong one. One that's much nicer, though. He had gone into it in hopes of finding it a classier place to relocate his tomb to, when he had found the adventuring party. Even better. Poor sods must have gotten lost in here and died of starvation. Evidently there was no damp in here, as the corpses were near perfectly preserved as natural mummies, and with their gear and strength they would make excellent zombie minions.

He was just about to gesture to raise them when suddenly he heard scittering coming up the passage. A living mat of tiny centipedes moved down the floor, followed by two man-sized ones. "Gods bloody damnit! Didn't I already kill you cocksuckers!?"

[Mrhappyface]

Mrhappyface began turning over one of the mugs in his hand. It was like the legends said. Perfectly smooth, an ebon black that seemed to absorb light like an ocean trench. The steel had the faintest red tinge, and the bone...Was it that of some creature forgotten by even the gods?
Unfortunately, his deep examination of the  one trinket left him unable to realize that a certain kobold was sneaking towards the other mugs...

[wierd]

[Just so I get this right, since reading the MTG wiki has left me feeling rather nauseous...]

[The phyrexians that ztg is blowing up are cybernetically addled humanoids, that are themselves genetically engineered. They have a philosophy of attaining pure artificiality, and systematic destruction of that which is imperfect. Their biosphere, if you can call it that, is contaminated with an oil that has properties similr to grey goo. They are not very nice.]

[Their philosophy is mutually self refferential and also self conflicting. As a logican, I can clearly see outstanding faults in their logic. Likely, these faults, which they cling to axiomatically, will systematically prevent them from achieving their stated goals in their philosophy. The purely synthetic components of their beings must be more orderly and programmable. A rival strain of grey goo would be unspeakably destructive to them, as the corruption would be systemic, and every member of their "race" would see the infected as imperfect, and contaminated by the influence of an imperfect artifiier. It would initiate thermonuclear civil war, until all resources at their disposal would be eliminated by the conflict. At that point, it doesn't matter which contageon wins. There wouldn't be enough raw material for either side to rise up from the ashes, and they would no longer exist.]

[A rival grey goo could potentially be created by sending malicious software into a well contained sample of the genuine article, altering its behavior. Such a rival version could already exist on mirrodin, if independent cyber evolution has occured there, under different circumstances. Cross contaminating both artificial spheres should start the apocoplypse on both worlds.]

[This would be because both sets of artifice beings would believe themselves the exualted true creation, and hold it in perfect axiomatic regard. They would be unable to resolve the paradox: that they are the same, yet different. The mirrodin strain would be evolving with absolutely no guidance from their creator, and would have reached different conclusions on many deep hardware levels. "Real" phyrexians from their home plane would hold them in the highest possible disdain.]

[WillowLuman]

So what you're saying is that Zanzetkuken's whole war will look something like this to us:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2sI8vIJQY8

[Eric Blank]

[The bugs' offspring are all back in the pen. There also 200 of them, not 100.
The growth rate is even more horrendous than you imagined! Guess we'll just have to chop 'em up good. Or roast the young Asian style. Mmmm french-fired centipede kabobs, dipped in centipede egg yolks.]
"Of course I've raised livestock before, what does that matter? They're hardly good livestock, but a good pack of them will do for cavern sentries. Keep the pests away. They had some eggs hatch recently, and the animal trainers can take a look at them."

"So those smaller trails following them really are a swarm of baby arthropod horrors?"

"What? No, I left them behind in the pens. They flip their antennae all over the place, and have a pair at either end you know, so it's left a lot of little runs like that. The infants would only get stepped on."

At that point, the two adults came up behind Eric, and began wandering around in the ruined living quarters, rifling through piles of rubble and vacuming up vermin that darted out. The crundles hadn't worked up their courage again just yet, but Eric didn't want to bother with them, even with reinforcements.

"We should get the hell out of here, don'tcha think? There were like a hundred fucking crundles down in the deeper parts, and I want to check in with Gizogin about these scratches they gave me. We can exterminate them later and do a more comprehensive search. I found the entrance, and I think it's maybe a half mile to the South of ours, the length of the ruins running East. It's pretty damn big, but they have the most interesting engraving techniques. The words weren't in straight-up Dwarven, but looked kinda similar. But they did have large stockpiles, and it doesn't look like they were looted after it was abandoned. Any of you ever done any archaeological work? Most fascinating science, that of dead civilizations you have so little in common with."